Thank you guys so much for all the love! I'm so happy you are enjoying it! Even though I've written and published like 8 stories on here I still get nervous before posting because I don't know how it will be accepted lol. But anywho, glad you guys love it and here's the next part!
Chapter 2
"Do we really have to do this?" Dyson asked as Bo and Kenzi pulled he and Hale by the arms into the ultra slutty club store.
"Yes, you do. Who else knows what attracts men besides men." Kenzi smiled back as she dragged Dyson over toward the changing rooms.
"Bo" Hale said as Bo pushed him into the chair outside the dressing room. Kenzi shoved Dyson down into the chair next to Hale.
"Shut up and be still. Kenzi, get in there and strip." Bo said pointing and ordering. Kenzi chuckled and headed for the dressing room.
"Can't be the first time she's heard that." Hale said. Dyson laughed and Kenzi glared.
"That was low." Kenzi smiled and moved behind the curtain where she quickly stripped off her clothing tossing them carelessly on the ground. She reminded herself to grab her long black gloves and stuff them in her purse this morning. So she quickly grabbed her gloves and slid them on to carefully cover the rash. Long drawn out whistles came from the chairs and Kenzi chuckled.
"Shut up Hale." She called. He laughed loudly as Bo tossed over the first outfit.
"Numero Uno." Kenzi said sarcastically. She could not help but laugh as she pulled on the extremely short skirt which just wrapped under her butt. She jerked down the tube top and shook her head as she pulled back the curtain.
"Oh shit." Bo said nodding.
"Nice." Hale smiled. Dyson shifted in his chair, appearing rather uncomfortable, and he coughed.
"Yeah, good." He said his eyes scanning her legs. Kenzi gave them a thumbs up and went back into the dressing room, she handed Bo the outfit as Bo passed over a bright red dress. Kenzi shook her head and pulled it on. Short was an understatement. Needless to say it left very very little to the imagination. She shoved the curtain away and smirked as Hale's eyes widened and Dyson shifted again, his eyes trying to pull away but not succeeding.
"So this is good too?" Kenzi asked with a chuckle.
"Oh yes. But what is with the gloves?" Bo laughed.
"Hookers wear this shit Bo, it's ok, you haven't been in the biz that long I'll let it slide." Kenzi smiled to her best friend. Bo laughed again and pushed her behind the curtain pulling it closed.
"Boo!" Hale called. Kenzi laughed and chunked the dress over the curtain. Bo passed her another outfit and Kenzi began putting it on, her eyes shifted carefully as she felt like she was being watched. When she turned slightly as she pulled the shirt over her bare breasts she noticed the small crack in the curtain, and Dyson. He was staring straight forward, his blue eyes met hers and Kenzi did not jerk away, rip the curtain close, or freak out. She simple looked back at him, smiled, and finished pulling on the clothes.
Kenzi shifted uncomfortably in bed before she decided to close her eyes. Tossing and turning back and forth switching sides. She finally gave up and tossed the covers off her and sat up scratching at her arm. She couldn't get Dyson out of her head. His roaming eyes, the way he had stared at her so intensely.
"What the hell?" she asked herself. Wasn't he all love sick over BoBo? All big puppy dog eyes and chasing his tail crazy over her? But there he had sat, staring at Kenzi as she dressed herself. How was she to know what all he had seen? Had he seen her ta tas? Her who ha? Kenzi sighed and let her head drop into her hands, her long hair spilled over her shoulders and touched the bed.
"Girl you got problems." She said to herself and shook her head as she lifted it from her hands. She didn't know how she felt about Dyson. I mean shit he was Dyson, he was gorgeous, sexy, protective, caring Dyson. How could you not like Dyson? Then there was stubborn ass, rude, grouchy Dyson, who she still managed to crush hard core on. Dyson was Dyson and Kenzi had feelings for him, she just wasn't sure if those feelings were lust driven or lonely driven. However there was no doubt Dyson's feelings for her were lust driven, the way he was looking at her today he might as well had been sexing her up with his eyes. Kenzi sighed loudly and fell back in the bed, flailing her arms and legs around her. She closed her eyes and hoped sleep would come quickly.
Kenzi opened her eyes, she was padding through the woods, the same black wolf walking next to her. She looked down at it. Its wonderful black colored fur was shining in the moonlight, it moved smoothly, as if the twigs and leaves beneath its feet were nothing. Kenzi watched as its shoulders bunches and unbunched, gliding gracefully next to her. She could not resist the urge to reach out, her hand falling onto it's back and she again she could not help it as her lips mouthed the word 'wow' its fur was so soft.
"So what's this about wolfy?" Kenzi asked as she gently stroked its back. It did not seem to mind the touch. The wolf stopped abruptly and sat down on its haunches. Kenzi stopped as well and sat down. She didn't know why she sat down so quickly, but she hardly felt the dirt underneath her, or maybe she just didn't care about it. The wolf lay down, its head falling into her lap. Kenzi glanced down at the wolf but placed a hand on its head and began stroking its neck.
"What up with the recurring dream bull?" Kenzi asked. She stroked the wolf with the hand that did not carry the rash, the one that did dropped to her leg, right in front of the wolf's mouth. Something made her uneasy about that, but instead of pulling her hand away like she wanted to do, she left it there. The wolf sniffed her hand and began licking it gently. It licked her knuckles, her palm, the top of her hand, and moved up toward her wrist. She ground her teeth, wondering if she should move her hand or not. That question was answered for her though when the wolf opened its mouth and bit down on her wrist. Kenzi screamed as pain tore through her arm. The wolf did not release but bit down harder. Kenzi watched as blood ran out of the wolf's mouth down her arm and onto the soft dirt of the woods. She no longer screamed all she could do was stare at her blood running down her arm.
She shot up in the bed gasping for breath. Once she got her bearings and checked her arm that was not bleeding, she calmed herself, hoping she had not yelled and woken Bo. She scanned her arm again. It was a bright red color, looking worse than it had the day before. The burning was more intense, aching all the way up through her shoulder. Thank god it had not gotten that far yet though. Today was her first day on the job with Hale. Dyson would play his usual cop self, considering the place where Kenzi would be hooking was his beat, him being around there would not be unusual. Bo was good at fitting in, and Kenzi had loaned her a few wigs so she would fit in fine. She checked the time on her phone and decided to go ahead and get dressed. She grabbed up the dress and slipped it on. Her hair was fine, it did not need to look perfect, prostitutes in that part of town did not usually look expensive. She went into the bathroom and applied a very generous amount of makeup, looking just about as trashy as she could. She carefully dabbed makeup onto her arm and blended it in with her skin color to take the red out of the rash. She grabbed up her thick fishnet gloves and pulled them on and then she picked up her knee high black boots and pulled them up. When she was done she headed down stairs.
"Look at you. Looking just like a prime time girl." Bo said from the kitchen. Kenzi chuckled and flipped her off.
"Hale will be here to pick you up in five." Bo said sipping her coffee.
"My pimp." Kenzi snickered.
"Exactly." Bo nodded and handed Kenzi a cup of coffee. Kenzi sipped at it hurriedly as she gathered her phone and coat.
"See you sometime today." Bo called as Kenzi waved and hurried out the door. Hale was sitting on the street, behind the wheel of a blacked out escalade with rims spinning round and round on it. Kenzi chuckled and popped the door open. She climbed in and noticed Dyson sitting in the backseat.
"Where'd you get the wheels?" Kenzi asked nodding hello to Dyson.
"We're cops Kenz. Search and seizure." Hale smiled and patted the wheel.
"Nice." She glanced at his outfit and nodded her approval.
"So listen he'll appear as just a regular John. But once he gets you where he wants you he'll tell you about the trafficking. Any john that picks you up we will follow and get you out of it before anything happens. Got it?" Dyson said. Kenzi nodded as Hale began driving.
"These have two different chips in them. One is GPS tracking, the other is a microphone chip. We'll be able to track you and hear you even if you get out of sight." Dyson said handing over a pair of plain white panties. Kenzi burst into laughter and continued on for a few moments.
"What?" Dyson asked shrugging.
"Nothing, nothing at all." Kenzi chuckled. She had decided against wearing underwear, not knowing exactly if she should or not. So she carefully wiggled into the underwear and tugged the dress back into place.
"Let's do this." Hale smiled. Kenzi and Dyson nodded and they headed out.
